Bamboo and Plum Blossom

Bamboo and Plum Blossom

Bamboo and Plum Blossom

Monday, November 18, 2013

Wang Wei (699-759)

Returning to Songshan Mountain
Wang Wei

The limpid river runs between the bushes,
The horse and cart are moving idly on.
The water flows as if with a mind of its own,
At dusk, the birds return to perch together.
The desolate town is faced by an ancient ferry,
The setting sun now fills the autumn hills.
And far below high Songshan's tumbling ridges,
Returning home, I close the door for now.